[hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/WLtNb93.png[/img] [hr] [b][color=A2797E]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival [b][color=A2797E]Magic Items:[/color][/b] None [b][color=A2797E]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/8b/e4/2e/8be42e323106417d5fd25bb84a45c339.jpg]Plum Top, Black Fluffy Jacket with Gold Embellishments, Dark Blue Jeans, Dark Purple Boots[/url][/center] [hr] It had been many months since Sabine had a restless night. She didn't remember dreams often, which was ironic when you thought about it, but this one was different. It felt connected to her, like it specifically grabbed her and pulled her into its ethereal umber. The woman who spoke was breathtaking, in more ways than one. Not only was she a commanding presence, beautiful to look at, but Sabine felt like she demanded respect, like she could ask any of her followers to stop breathing and they would listen. But it wasn't the imposing woman that got Sabine's attention. It was another voice, one that she hadn't heard in years. Hearing it now brought her back, to memories long ago buried, but with the words Sabine was right back there. As Sabine's attention turned, she caught sight of the figure. Her mom. Sabine's breath hitched in her throat. She wanted to run over to her, put her arms around her mom and hug her, scream at her, cry in her arms like she was a little girl again, but Sabine couldn't move. The scene played out anyway. Sabine noticed the tarot cards, each with a figure on them. Her mind was jumbled from multiple vantage points, converging into something she struggled to piece together. And then she woke up with a start. She took a moment to catch her breath. It was a dream, it had to be. Her mother wasn't alive. She couldn't be. But then Sabine's mind went back to another memory, of seeing her mother and a man who was not her father, standing together, close. And Sabine wondered. As she lay back down, her mind raced. What did it mean? [hr] Sabine's head pounded despite how many headache pills she took. She didn't get any more sleep after that dream (and it [i]had[/i] to be a dream). Now, she was here at the carnival. What should have been a time of fun, of getting things together for the upcoming school year, was now overshadowed by her own mind playing tricks on her. Highly visible, believable tricks. Sabine had sent a lot of time before school getting herself situated as Team Excelsior's social media manager. She showed up in front of some of the school's upper staff to make her case as to why a student should be taking over. With the help of Danni and Dorian, she had come up with a solid presentation on her own social media management, how she was well-versed in traversing the highs and lows that came with the territory, and how it would free the school of a chunk of attention that could be served elsewhere. She, of course, would be in touch and would keep everyone up-to-date. Thankfully, the school agreed. She spent that time gathering up pictures, setting up videos, and ensuring each of her team's social media presence was as squeaky clean as could be. Some were easier than others; Andy and Leah, being fairly new, Vicky was pretty much non-existent in that realm, Danni and Dorian having social media experience helped a lot, Percy was...tricky, but Dorian could help him, and April seemed content to follow along. What could have been a very unfortunate, very traumatic experience for them was managed. There were some negative messages, rumors spread (some including herself and how she was, apparently, flirting with multiple people and engaging in serious behavior with Andy and Leah. The rumor mill would churn, despite her best efforts. Sabine got her schedule and made her way over to some of the club booths set up. She opted to join the debate team, which she had chosen because she wanted to brush up on her ability to manage situations using her words, but also to showcase her skills outside of her own powers (how many would accuse her of reading a person's mind to know how to combat their point?). She also joined theater and was looking forward to what production they would be doing. She debated on a sport and, after looking over her options and her schedule, decided on track. Satisfied with her choices, Sabine wanted to find the others. She needed to talk to someone about her dream. She glanced around, but didn't spot anyone. She strode forward and ran into someone, both falling to the ground. [hr][hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NJXiWJI.png[/img] [hr] [b][color=efcde8]Location:[/color][/b] Margaret Carter - Winter Carnival [b][color=efcde8]Magic Items:[/color][/b] None [b][color=efcde8]First Day Fit:[/color][/b] [url=https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ4eSg5F2DioplmWc171iBzSwFM4QNozExOlA&s]Twisted School Girl[/url][/center] [hr] Millicent never really enjoyed school. She didn't hate it; she was never one of those kids who were adamant that school was useless or boring or dumb. She was never a student who enjoyed it. She enjoyed the lessons her aunts and uncles taught her more. Real-world applications for learning how to defend yourself versus knowing Please Excuse My Dear Aunt Sally. But she had a great feeling about this school and this year. She already knew two people (three, if you counted April), and April was definitely someone Millie wanted to get to know better. The others seemed cool. There was a moment (a BRIEF moment) when she worried that her fame would affect her ability to be here and learn, but she was told there wouldn't be any issues. Some of the people here didn't even know who she was (wild to think about). Millicent perused the offerings as she collected her school schedule. Millicent was also lucky enough to have her aunts and uncles with her here. [color=efcde8]"So, not too thrilled to be sharing a room. Apparently his name is Chase? Pretty cool the school is progressive enough for co-ed dorms, but sharing a bathroom will be my greatest battle to date!"[/color] Millicent settled around the booth for the school choir. It might be on the nose, but she didn't want to put her music on hold while she attended school. As she turned to head back, she stumbled into someone and she landed on her butt. [color=efcde8]"Yikes, sorry about that, I need to watch where I am going. Head in the clouds, I'm always told."[/color] Millicent stood up and reached a hand out to the girl she collided with. Sabine took a second before grabbing it and stnding up. [color=A2797E]"Holy crap, you're Millie Broadway..."[/color] Millicent smiled warmly, figuring this sort of thing would be happening more. [color=efcde8]"Yes, but please, it's just Millicent or Millie. And you're Sabine Bassard, right? I saw you during the contest. You were very cool. All that mind stuff is just so fricken' tight!"[/color] Sabine fought a hard urge to giggle, pulling herself together. [color=A2797E]"Oh, well thank you! It's so nice to meet you, I am a big fan! I saw you during the afterparty and wanted to go say hi, but things got very emotional at the end there and, well..."[/color] [color=efcde8]"Oh, girl, I know! It was very sweet how you all came together. You guys killed it! Makes me ten times more confident in my choice to come here."[/color] [color=A2797E]"Yes, I heard you were coming. Welcome to the school, then."[/color] Welcome to the school? Christ, Sabine, pull yourself together! [color=efcde8]"Thanks! I am looking forward to getting to know you all. Oh, let me introduce you,"[/color] Millicent said as she moved closer to her family. [color=efcde8]"These are my aunts and uncles. Val, Eva, Harry, and David, though you perhaps know them already if by reputation alone."[/color] Sabine knew of Harry, for sure, and the others came up in conversation; she was pretty sure. [color=A2797E]"Nice to meet you all!"[/color] [color=efcde8]"So, where are the others? I'd love to get to know the rest of Excelsior!"[/color]